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My husband’s paternal grandparents were diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in 2010 after years of exhibiting signs. More than losing their home and their independence, they lost themselves piece-by-piece as our family looked on, aching to stop the process. Alzheimer’s is often called a “family disease,” and I can attest to the truth of this label—Alzheimer’s has devastated our family. Last year, I was looking for ways to get active and participated in The Walk to End Alzheimer’s in Portsmouth, New Hampshire. With the support of friends and family, I was able

Originally from Connecticut, Jim attended UConn for a year and half after graduating from high school in 1980. In 1982, he joined the Air Force and started a 23-year career working on radar systems. His work took him around the world — Germany, Italy, the Caribbean, Columbia, Utah, New Mexico, Nevada, South Carolina, and finally, Virginia — he was stationed in all of them. Jim worked hard and eventually made the rank of Senior Master Sergeant.

Although my intentions when I started this blog were to focus on running and working out, I feel a need to express my thoughts and feelings about the effects of Alzheimer's disease. I spend most of the time in denial and I keep thinking the tests (Pet Scan & Spec Scan) were wrong. But deep down I know they were correct. Most people associate a terminal disease with pain and suffering, or at least I do, so perhaps that is the reason I am in such denial. I have been through many phases over the last couple of years since my diagnosis. (continue reading here)